Dayle in Limoux – Day #71
September 14, 2022Barns in France
I saw this barn earlier, in August, in Alet-les-Bains.
So much potential. Just need some input from Chip and Jo.
And then, I noticed another barn, not far from where I’m living in Limoux. After seeing the structure in Alet-les-Bains, I recognized it as a barn, too.
It must be ancient, in that other buildings are for residents in Limoux. There’s an address over the archaic door, thinking, again, about the potential for renovation.
When I returned from Rouen, look!
This is going to be so fun to watch being renovated.
A peek inside…
A loft and skylights, right?
This is a photo I’ve saved for, gosh, I don’t know, I think three years now.
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Same basic structure as the barns in Alet-les-Bains and in Limoux.
Oui s’il vous plaît. ღ
From Queen Elizabeth II’s cortege today in London.
[Image from the BBC.]
7 Reasons The Queen Loved France
(and why France will always remember her)
The Queen was very much the “friend of France” that French President Emmanuel Macron referred to in his tribute.
by Zoë Smith
From choosing Paris for her very first overseas trip to visiting the Elysée more times than any other foreign sovereign in history, The Queen was very much the “friend of France” that French President Emmanuel Macron referred to in his tribute.
Here are seven special reasons why The Queen loved France and why France will always remember her.
1. Queen Elizabeth’s first ever trip overseas was to France
2. Her Majesty made six state visits to France during her reign
3. The Queen is also the Duke of Normandy
4. The Queen and Prince Philip vacationed in France
5. The Queen inaugurated the Channel Tunnel
6. France gifted The Queen a horse for her Platinum Jubilee
7. French was The Queen’s second language
Forget Me Nots
Center for Action & Contemplation
‘I am sorry. Forgive me’
The English ‘I am sorry’ wraps the plea in the logic of individuality and the English ‘Forgive me’underlines the same. What I have done was done only by me and thus is only my responsibility. This ‘I am sorry. Forgive me’ is all about me.
‘Ndicela uxolo’ means ‘I ask for peace.’ It is an ubuntu apology and it is about we. ‘I ask for peace’ sees our interconnectivity.
Ubuntu peace is peace between us and peace within each of us. Ubuntu forgiveness is peace that heals.
‘Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.’ -Kahlil Gibran
Bonne nuit.
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Dayle in Limoux – Day # 70
Travel day full of trains and bus back two Limoux from Rouen.
First leg a little over five hours, to Marseilles. Much easier this time, maneuvering platforms and screens in the Marseilles terminal. Then, a three hour plus train ride to Carcassonne. It’s so interesting to me how I only have to say, “Bonjour,” and the first typical response is, ‘Oh, English.’ Almost feel like I should apologize. How do they know? Yes, I think it’s because my French pronunciation is really quite that bad. Not giving up. I so want to speak this beautiful language. I try. In the Rouen museum, I think I was pronouncing the painter Poussin, as ‘poisson,’ which is ‘fish’ in French. So the musée attendant was seemingly perplexed when I asked for directions to the Poussin exhibit and thought I said, “Where is the fish exhibit?” We finally figured it out together, both were laughing.
Leaving Hotel Cardinal early in the morning, the quiet of the cathedral square, the majesty of The Rouen Cathedral.
The cathedral a religious monument constructed in two phases with two distinct styles: starting in 1030 for its Roman-inspired section and in 1145 for its Gothic-inspired one. It was completed in 1506. It houses the remains of King Richard the Lionheart lie in the Cathedral.
I was asked if I was English (I guess so?) on the second train by a young man sitting next to me. He is from Ft. Collins, Colorado–my son’s age. One of my most favorite things traveling is meeting someone and talking with them as if we’ve known one another for a long while. His name is Hopper and we talked about everything from absolute truth, to ashrams in India, to the transgender movement–for three solid hours until the train stopped in Carcassonne. He wants to leave the United States, too. He’s going to work on a farm in France for a while, and then move to the Czech Republic, before finally landing in India. It was a lovely conversation. I haven’t spoken that much English in a long while.
I met with two women this morning, one who had been living in Portugal, now in Limoux and originally from Boston. The other women I had met earlier after I arrived. Learning so much about life in Limoux, their experiences, and future plans. La crème à café on the Place de la Republique. The best. l o v e
À bientôt.